Cang Ming

Chapter 215 A Feast for the Eyes

In the private room.

Song Xi cooperated with Fang Ze and was plied with a lot of alcohol.

Fang Ze, believing he had the upper hand, gradually revealed his true colors and called out tentatively, "Song Xi?"

Song Xi didn't respond, clearly drunk.

Fang Ze sneered and took a few unflattering photos of her.

Then, he took out a piece of paper from his bag and forced her to press her fingerprints on it.

"You want to fight me!"

Fang Ze's triumphant smile was uncontrollable. He scanned the document with his phone and sent it to Anna.

After finishing, he turned his gaze back to Song Xi, who was slumped on the table, dead drunk.

The woman had a graceful figure, and her form-fitting white shirt showed no excess flesh at the waist, even while sitting.

A wicked thought arose in Fang Ze's mind. Since things had come to this, he might as well go all the way!

He slowly reached out his grasping hand.

Unseemly images began to play in his mind, as he had long coveted the attractive woman.

"Is that about enough?"

Suddenly, a cold female voice rang out.

Song Xi straightened up and turned around.

There was no trace of drunkenness on her face, her eyes were dark and bright, making Fang Ze's face drain of color in shock.

"You're not drunk!?"

Song Xi stood up, stretched, and disdainfully tossed the empty wine bottle at his feet. "With just this much alcohol, you thought you could get me drunk? Do you really think girls nowadays are made of paper?"

Fang Ze gritted his teeth in anger, "...You slut, how dare you fool me!"

"Compared to you taking advantage of my vulnerability, being despicable and vulgar, this is at most acting. This is my profession, is there a problem?"

"You!"

She seemed fearless, and even at this point, there was no trace of panic on her face.

Fang Ze's heart began to race.

"Alright, come out," Song Xi suddenly raised her voice.

Fang Ze's alarm bells rang, "Who! Who are you calling out?"

"Guess!"

Seeing her composed demeanor and the way she provocatively challenged him, Fang Ze wished he could rip her face apart.

After a few seconds, there was no movement from outside.

Song Xi frowned slightly, her expression unreadable. What was going on, where were they?

Fang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, "Heh, putting on an act. I thought you actually had some tricks up your sleeve!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He then stepped closer, cornering Song Xi against the wall.

Song Xi said coldly, "This place is already bugged with cameras. If you dare to touch even a single hair on me, I'll make your life worse than death!"

Fang Ze paused for a moment, then sneered, "Cameras? Fine, don't forget to pay me my acting fee when it's shown!"

Shameless!

Just then, the door to the private room was kicked open.

Fang Ze turned back, annoyed, "Who is it, daring to ruin my good time—"

Before he could finish, he let out a pained scream.

The man had kicked him squarely in the groin, the blow hard and heavy, as if aiming to kill him. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět

Fang Ze collapsed to the ground, clutching his lower body and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Song Xi looked over and met a pair of dark, deep, somber eyes. Her heart skipped a beat.

Lou Yuming coldly withdrew his gaze, glanced at Fang Ze curled up on the floor, and turned to leave.

"Clean it up."

He said this to Dai Ze.

Dai Ze replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Lou." He then quickly signaled to Song Xi.

Song Xi was stunned for a moment and immediately followed.

After Ge Baitao returned from the restroom, she found Song Xi gone, and Fang Ze had already passed out.

"What happened, what's going on?"

Xiao Mo and Dai Ze exchanged glances, not saying a word.